Date: Tue, 3 Jul 2007 19:36:58 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jacrod Paine <topsgtbb@yahoo.com>
Subject: Adventures in/out of Uniform  -  The Farmer in the Dale

ADVENTURES IN/OUT OF UNIFORM

		Farmer in the Dale

	I had been stationed at Ft Dix, NJ for several months
and enjoying all the sights and sounds of the area.
One thing I did enjoy is ABS  -  Adult Bookstores  -
in New York City and Philadelphia, there seem to be
several on every street.  Most were within a couple of
blocks of the bus station; and since most of the GIs
at that time had no cars most of the transportation
was by bus.  I found the ABS with no trouble, and
found a lot of action either in the booths, glory
holes, or sometimes with the clerks in the office.
But one thing that I did discover that I really
learned to enjoy and rely on was the local gay
newspaper.

	Almost every big city and some rural areas had gay
newspapers with classified section.  A lot of gay
magazines had classified section with some people
advertising based upon their own personal interests,
such as the leather mag - The Drummer.  But the
newspapers were usually localized in nature, so I
started reading the classified sections for sex
partners outside the cities.  One in particular caught
my eye  -  he was a man living alone on a farm, north
of Philadelphia and his ad looked very interesting and
I answered his ad.

	A couple of weeks later I got an answer to my inquiry
and he was interested in my visiting him.  So I wrote
back and ask for a good time and directions, got an
answer within a couple of days this time.  He gave me
directions to his farm which was out in the country
and told me that no one answered the door to come to
the barn, he was usually working somewhere on the farm
and he would plan on staying around the barnyard on
the day I was to visit. We talked on the telephone
several time, before I was able to get some time off
and borrow a car for the trip up.  But, finally, I was
on my way!   I left about 7 AM on a Friday morning and
figured it would take a couple of hours to drive to
Philadelphia and then north through the country to his
farm.  Stopping for breakfast I arrived about 10 AM
and knocked on the door; when no one answered I walked
around to the back and seeing the barn, headed across
the barnyard to the barn.

	The barn doors were closed and inserted into on of
the doors that opened to the barn bay, was a smaller
door that was opened by a latch for entry without
opening the larger doors.  I called out and knocked on
the barn door and heard a rustling sound from inside
and the door was opened by an older man.  He was in
his early 40's, stood perhaps 5' 10", weighing in at
about a 175 pounds, dark brown hair and eyes, and the
dark brown hair was thickly covering his chest and
running down across his flat stomach and forming a
dark triangle of fur around a rather large and thick 7
inch uncut cock.  He made no move to cover himself,
and opening the door he said, "You must be Jack?"  I
said, still staring at his erection and licking my
lips, "yeah".  And extending my right hand, he grasped
it and shook it, and said, "Nice to see you, I see you
didn't have any problems following my directions."  I
said, "No they were very clear, and it's nice to SEE
YOU!", still staring at his cock.

	He laughed and shut and latched the door behind me.
He said, "An old friend of mine dropped by and we
having a little fun in the hay stacks, and hope you
will join us."  I looked at him and said, "I am sure I
would be happy too."  He laughed and led me around a
stack hay bales that went five or six high, and behind
this was some more hay bales stack about two high with
what appeared to be an old movers quilt, that movers
used to move heavy wooden furniture.  Upon the bales
of hay and the quilt a young man lay - naked as the
farmer.  He appeared to be in his early 20's, looked
to be about six feet tall with black hair and either a
nice tan or dark complexion  -  couldn't really tell
from the light coming from the bulbs at the top of the
barn.  He was lying on his back running his right hand
up and down a hard cock that was standing erect from
his groin and appeared to be about six inches cut.

	By way of introduction, the farmer waved in his
direction and told me he was a farmers son from the
next farm, and he had caught his farm hand fucking the
boy when he was about fourteen, and he had fucked both
the farm hand and the boy till the farm hand had left
for another job; but he had giving him a good
recommendation.   I'll bet!   And the boy had remained
and loved to get fucked; and, he had been fucking the
boy on a regular basis, since then;  and he had
dropped by this morning, and he figured both of us
could enjoy him.  As this was transpiring, the farmer
had walked up to the boy and the boy had leaned over
and started sucking the farmer's cock.  I had started
dropping my clothes, since clothes were already
scattered all over the floor.  Soon I was naked and
the farmer moved and offered me the use of the boys
mouth, and I was happy to accommodate him, after all,
I was the guest.

	I had the boys head in my hands and turned his head
so he could accommodate my cock and soon he was
slurping my cock  - big time!  He was a good cock
sucker and I watched as the farmer move between the
boys legs and spread them with his hands and lay them
over his shoulders and aligned his cock with the boys
cunt hole.  He slowly inserted his ample cock into the
boys ass and the boy barely made a sound other than
slurping my cock.  The farmer had evidently lubed the
boys ass and had probably been fucking his hole for a
while before I arrived.

	The farmer was getting into his pistoned action with
his cock ramming it in and pulling it out of the boys
hole.  And the boy was moaning, groaning, and grunting
as the cock applied pressure to his enter organs and
was making these sounds around my cock, which by now
was slick with my precum and the boys saliva and his
humming and moaning only enhanced the pleasure
connected to my cock.  The farmer kept up a rough pace
of fucking the boys ass and the boy seemed to enjoy
the ruff sex.  The farmer would every once in a while
between pushing and pulling his cock out of the boys
hole, slap the boys ass cheeks with his hand and the
boy would jump and suck even harder on my cock.  The
boys mouth was so good a couple of times I had to put
pressure under my balls to keep from cuming;  I wanted
to cum, but I wanted to breed the boy's ass.

	A few minutes later the farmer started panting and
grunting like a drunk sailor and suddenly stiffened up
and I knew he was shooting his load up the boys ass.
He fell over the boys body and the boy continued to
suck my cock.  A few minutes and the farmer had gained
his regular breathing and pulled out of the boys ass;
and the boy let go of my cock and looked at the farmer
and smiled.  The farmer looked at me and said, "You
want some of this ass?"  "I sure do.", I said with a
shit-eaten grin and looked down at the boy and he was
grinning too.

	The farmer moved back and I took his place between
the boys legs and laying them over my shoulders,
inserted my cock into the boy's well lube cunt.  As I
started moving in and out the boys ass, the farmer
moved to the boys head and the boy grabbed onto his
still hard cock and started cleaning his cock of the
cum and juices from his own ass.   I could see both
the boy and the farmer was enjoying themselves, and so
was I.  Even if the boys ass was well lubed and loosen
up somewhat, it was still a tight ass that was causing
friction between my cock and the walls of his rectum.


	I very quickly started feeling the boiling of cum in
my balls and up the staff of my cock and was soon
shooting my load of cum into the boys cunt along with
the deposit from the farmer.  I lay on top of the boy
till I got my breathe back and he let go of the
farmers cock and I leaned up and kissed him.  I
released his legs and moved around to stand beside the
farmer and we started kissing and making out;  the boy
dropped off the hay bales and kneeling before us
started alternating sucking our cocks.  We spent the
rest of the afternoon, sucking fucking and enjoying
each others bodies.  I fucked both guys and both guys
fucked me and deposited a load up my ass.  If the
action slowed the boy was between our legs sucking our
cocks into full-blown hardons and the action begin
again.

	The farmer finally said that he was wore out;  hell,
so was I.  So the boy got into his clothes and left
and the farmer lay on the hay bales for a while,
either passed out or resting, never figured out which,
before we finally got up and started getting dressed
and I had to make that long drive back to Ft Dix.  As
we dressed and walked across the barnyard to my car,
we kissed and grope our way along to the car.  As I
was leaving, I ask the farmer, "What was the boy's
name?"  He looked at me and smiled and said, "Dale"!
 I was half way back to Dix before it hit me why he
was smiling that way.   The Farmer in the Dale!!!!